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When I saw her at the video store,
she reminded me of an old friend,
I nearly approached her and asked
her if she spoke French.
She had the same light brown hair,
straight, mid long and shiny.
It highlighted her face with
her dark eyes undecided about
which movie she would show them.
She walked from row to row
in this superb blue dress where
the flowers were about to bloom.
The curve her high heeled sandals gave
her legs let my imagination run
over the rest of her body.
She finally chose two movies,
French ones, I knew it.
As I was standing in line behind her,
the fragrance she was wearing
sent me back to the days when
Paris was my city and my home.
I nearly asked her:
'Parlez-vous français?'
but I settled for a nod and a smile.

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